This Ultraman Has No Morals

"Have you heard, your name will be Yang from now on, as for your surname..."

The middle-aged man looked at the signboard of a shop next to him. The characters on it were basically covered in white snow, except for the character Qin.

"Just call you Qin Yang!"

"Qin Yang?! Not bad! Good name!"

Chapter 188, Eight Super Ultra Brothers! (1)

In the unknown space, the god of Kyriairod looked at the container in front of him and clenched his fists.

Gatanjeh's body, which was soaked in it, disappeared inexplicably.

"The Guardians of Time and Space...It must have been done by these guys!"

He has lived for so many years, and the times of getting angry are very few, but this time when Gatanjiehe's body was stolen, it was the most violent time for him.

"Hey hey hey... Kiri Aylord, you are in a very irritable mood now, is there anything interesting, tell me and let me have a good time."

"boom!"

The god of Kirierod turned around and fired an energy bomb.

"Don't appear in front of me as a traitor, your people have caused me a lot of trouble."

A person wearing a purple cloak flew out of the violent smoke, and the energy bomb just now did not cause any damage to him.

"Clan? Hahaha, I have long belonged to the Lord of Darkness, and those guardians of time and space have nothing to do with me. Kyriaelod, the name of the traitor is not good, I have a name."

The god of Kyriairod really wanted to kill the guy in front of him, but he understood that this was just an incarnation of it, and killing him was for nothing.

"Wom, that guy is now in the gap between the universe. He will be our enemy in the future. You go find him and kill him. The gap in the universe is your home field. Don't let me down, Shadow Mage."

"Disappointing you? How old are you?"

"Then do you want to disappoint the master?"

The Shadow Mage looked at the god of Kyriairod, his face hidden under the hood was full of viciousness.

"Kirierod, don't take yourself too seriously. In the big universe, there are many people who are stronger than you."

"so what."

"Hey hey hey hey hey, it's okay, I'll just say it casually, Worm, right? He's just a kid less than four thousand years old, just leave it to me."

As soon as the Shadow Mage changed his normal routine, he left the space with just a few laughs, but the god of Kyriairod frowned.

"This guy...it seems that he has to pay attention recently."

. . . . . . . . .

Yokohama, Japan.

"hurry up!"

"Today we must catch beetles!"

Today is the weekend, and the four teenagers are happily running in the woods with their insect nets.

"Look! There's a beetle!"

"that is true!"

"so big!"

"let me!"

Children at this age are the most innocent. Although they only caught two beetles in one afternoon, it was enough to keep them happy for a long time.

It was getting late, and the children came to the canteen they usually frequent with their trophies contented.

"Uncle Ibuki! We need marble soda!"

The owner's name is Ibuki, and he is a kind and fat man.

"It's you, okay, iced marble soda, here, ten yen per person."

"Thank you Uncle Ibuki!"

Several people took the soda, pressed the marble and took a sip.

"This mouthful of Hiccup every day is enjoyment!"

"That's right... ah! By the way, Uncle Ibuki! What time is it?"

Ibuki glanced at the time.

"It's a little past six, what's the matter?"

Several children screamed in a hurry.

"Oh no!"

"Go back quickly!"

Ibuki was a little puzzled.

"What happen to you guys?"